Along the way, the guide whom Alexander has dismissed as Mr. Guide had been informing them about the decorums and rules to follow when it comes to everything in a film studio.

The top rule of it all may just be to keep quiet and behave lest you be implicated by the director's roar.

Film veteran Galina had no problem following all that and Alexander wasn't anyone that wanted attention to himself.

Maybe Milla was the weak link but she was only excited inside and not with the outward over-jubilation as her mother had repeatedly engraved unto her some film decorums before they even readied for this visiting day.

Eventually, the personalized tour by impersonal Mr. Guide came to an end as the film visiting trio got a semblance of old Mr. Creed on their sight.

Old Sullivan was still strictly and professionally British, so he stood out in the relatively scarce film crew with his black business suit and a head full of white hair.

It would also seem that everyone around him isn't busy with important filming matters so sightseeing film stars at work might come later.

Alexander also hasn't seen some of the important players so they might be busy and preoccupied with other things.

Nonetheless, the crew leftovers were tasked with their jobs and dismissed the new visiting faces after getting their glances.

It was no time to be vocal with their curiosity as a lot of things had to be prepared.

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As the crewmates noticed the entrants, Sullivan himself also welcomed his guests.

"How was the way here, Miss Galina? I hope it wasn't that much trouble to navigate through all the many things in this studio complex."

"Everything went quite smoothly Mr. Creed. The guide you sent has already briefed us about everything we need to know and gave us the general directions in case we get lost." Galina was quite dutiful in her work, no matter how scheming inside she is.

"How about you Milla? Are you excited to see grandpa Sullivan at work?" Of course, the old man needed his dose of grandfather interaction whenever the little girl was around.

"Yes. You always tell me stories about it and I want to know more now that I am here." Milla had been caught up in excitement for new things so she answered while looking around. "Why is there nobody saying lights, camera, action?"

"Sorry to disappoint you, Milla." Sullivan could only give the excited girl the bad news. "Filming is on break today because everybody is setting up for a difficult scene."

"Oh..."

"Don't be too sad." Of course, Sullivan wouldn't let her enthusiasm down as she appeased her. "How about I have someone tell you about everything about filming? You said you want to be a star and grandpa Sullivan will help you out by knowing how things work around movie-making. How about that?"

"Ok." Milla really didn't get a grasp on what her grandpa Sullivan had been saying but she still answered with an affirmative she could give.

It wasn't seeing actors at work but it was better than nothing. Still, she felt that it was a step down from what she had been expecting.

Sullivan did not fail to notice her lowered mood and would not miss out on the chance be spoiling yet again. "Of course, after you're done getting to know everything about film and the film. You have already done the basic requirements of being an actress of this movie."

Before Milla could even sulk, she heard 'being an actress' and could only scream in shock. "Whaaat??!!!"

Even Galina, who was already content with being able to visit, wasn't able to prepare herself and was shocked along. "Whaaat??!!"

Well, with a combination of unexpected and incredibly joyful things, people become shocked that they unconsciously come back to their roots.

Of course, with the Jovovich being somewhere from Russia, Sullivan had to bear the brunt of not being able to understand their words.

невероятный, Спасибо and Какие have been repeated by them, so it must mean something.

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Fortunately, the shocked duo finally regained their calm and remembered to translate their feelings and Russian words towards their benefactor.

"I don't know how to thank you for the chance, Mr. Creed." Galina, of course, was not an ungrateful person and was genuinely in gratitude for the care that Mr. Creed is giving to her daughter.

Although she labeled the Creeds in her mind as entryways, she just needed a simpler way to assign everything.

Connections were all about trust and as much as she want their's, she also has to reciprocate the same level of trust they've been given.

"It's nothing really the work you've done for the past couple of days has been thank you enough." Of course, Sullivan was magnanimous at many things. "I'm just grateful that Milla has been accompanying a certain monster for long and giving him a semblance of being human."

"I'm not a monster, grandpa." The one that had been hit by the implicit verbal arrow could only make his 'normality' stance be known.

Alexander was still quite troubled when this grandpa of his had joked about sending him to a secret government facility after all.

"Oh really." Old Creed could only shake his head at the boy's denial. "Then I dare you to tell that to the comic book industry you've been riling up for the past couple of months and all the people in this film studio who's been pining over your Back to the Future picture books."

"Everyone in the crew is already flummoxed at the fact that a seven-year-old wrote the backbone of this movie." Sullivan wasn't complaining though as he was just amused at many people's reactions.

"I wonder how would nerd society would react when they finally know that the Mr. Alexander Creed they heavily idolize is a kid the same age or even younger than them?" Going with that train of thought, he hummed while stroking his chin. "Maybe their prescription glasses would implode from the mental strain they'd never imagine that they would have."

"It wouldn't be that bad. Nerds are quite adaptable." Although Alexander would be using that 'anime-shocked' trope, he knew that nerd fans had a much more open minded despite also being stubborn in some things.

"Yeah they probably would but your age and success would still give a heart attack to the adults you've surpassed." Sullivan said as a probable fact that was still an exaggeration... albeit plausible.

Alexander could only keep quiet at his grandfather's many justifications to prove his monstrosity and consider to be much more low profile anywhere.

Unbeknownst to him, Sullivan was considering whether he should show his grandson off or not to the much ailing and elderly business acquaintances he has.

Old Creed doesn't want to mean harm to his yesteryear friends but he wants to give a shocking blow to his wrinkling, old enemies that have heart complications.

While the young one was considering to downplay himself, the old one was thinking of up-playing things for it to be a lethal weapon.